#singleoriginph

After lunch with my parents and grandparents, we decided to go have some dessert (a.k.a. coffee) at a less, er, noisy location. What once was The Cake Club in High Street Central is now apparently this place called Single Origin. I had guessed they were a coffee shop, but they served much more than the usual coffee shop fare—they had alcoholic beverages like wine, beer, and even cocktails, and plenty of food choices, too. So I guess that makes them a restaurant more than a coffee shop? But anyway.

I have yet to return to make a proper post about them, but I would like to share some pictures from this first visit anyway. They had the usual “rustic-meets-industrial vibe” we get from a lot of places these days, with the wood-metal-brick texture combo. That’s not to say it’s a bad thing, though—I’ve always liked wood textures myself, even way before the whole rustic thing was, uhm, a thing. But I’m starting to digress.

I had a salted caramel latte, which I think left too much of a weird feeling in my throat every time I took a sip. It’s similar to the feeling you get at the back of your throat when you consume too much sweets. It didn’t help that I was the slowest at the table to consume my coffee, since I’m used to taking my time, and not chugging it down like my grandparents who just recently moved to the Philippines from Belgium.